Nirvana
Is 5: 30 am in Telaviv
And you are already up and ready to go out
To enjoy your day in Telaviv
And outside still dark and cold
Nirvana
But you told me once that you love the winter
And you can't get enough of the winter
But that alone is your problem Nirvana
And not mine
Nirvana
Your hair is done to perfection
Nirvana
Your make up is done to perfection also
Nirvana
Your nails are done to perfection
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